Roar of the Supreme Warrior novel Chapter 789

That entire discussion completely drained what was left of James’ mental energy.

Nodding lightly at Quincy, he tiredly lay on on the sofa. “Alright. I just close my eyes for a minute.”

Cynthia stood up and said, “I’ll help you upstairs, James.”

“Okay.”

With Cynthia’s help, James was guided to a guest bedroom on the second floor.

She left him to rest in the room and gently closed the door. Then, Cynthia headed downstairs.She plopped herself on the sofa next to Quincy and grinned cheekily at her. “So, how far have both of you gone?”

Quincy rolled her eyes and gave a terse reply, “Stop that. There’s nothing between us.”

“Pfft. Do you think I’m stupid? You literally look at him with lovestruck eyes.” Cynthia pouted, mildly disappointed at Quincy’s blase response.

Quincy sighed softly.

She stopped herself from considering a future with James and what that would look like. She knew that while Thea still clung to him, it was impossible for him and Quincy to have a happy ending.

Seeing Quincy’s crestfallen expression, Cynthia could sense something was greatly upsetting her. She asked hesitantly, “Did… James get back together with Thea?”

“Yeah.” Quincy nodded in resignation.

Cynthia scowled. “I don’t care that she’s a gorgeous woman, I don’t like her. James treated her so well, and yet she mercilessly walked all over his feelings. If I were him, she wouldn’t even be an option! I’d choose you over her any day!”

Quincy chuckled at Quincy’s frank response and said, “Alright, that’s enough. I saw a lot of people around the house. You must have a chef, right?”

“Yeah.” Cynthia nodded.

“Could you ask the chef to prepare a large meal? James gets hungry easily and is like a bottomless pit when he eats.”

“Okay.”

Cynthia quickly rushed off to tell her personal chef to start preparing a meal for James.

When she returned, she sat back on the sofa and continued chatting with Quincy.

The Dawns’ housekeeper, Luther, came over to them to interrupt their lively discussion. “Miss, there’s someone at the door. She’s been standing there for a very long time. We tried to talk to her, but she won’t give us any answers.”

“Huh?”

Cynthia frowned. “Who is it?”